Chapter 62

"Oh really? As though it wasn't your grandpa who made all the way smooth for you!" He mocks as they glare at themselves.

"Go on, spoilt brat, maybe I was wrong!"

"Stop that Gerald, you're hurting me!"

"Really, I wonder how many men she slept with and still claim to be a virgin"

"Gerald!" She yelled as she slapped him boiling with rage.

He goaded his teeth, digesting the pain as his face swivel to the left. He was angry but didn't want to hit her.

"Despicable man!" She cried and stormed out of the bathroom.

There was silence as he was the only one in the bathroom. He gnashed his teeth. None of the beating he had today hurts him like the way hers does.

It was as though it pierce his heart and settled down in his head. After a while of remaining in that position, he strides out of the bathroom.

Unfortunately, she wasn't in the room and guessed she had gone to whine her tears or pain to one of the family members.

Oh how he hates it and they'd interpret he was at it again. Slowly, he took

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